Dearest final exam week,
Thou hast stirred our
slumbering turkey brains.
In the midst of
feasting, we may have forgotten thee,
But thou hast comest
with blazing speed
To overtake our
reveries.
Thoughts of pie and
mashed potatoes
Are now again replaced
with urine samples,
Auscultation, palpation,
bed pans…
Ah but final exam week,
thou shalt soon be defeated.
Though you may take our
sleep,
Thou will not take our
freedom.
Come a week’s time,
Thou shall be
vanquished.
At least until
May.
Natalie Clifton c/o 17
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